Father Jia Yanchun, who taught in the countryside all his life, retired in Dihua, Danfeng County; Gastric cancer recurred at the beginning of the year, and after seven months, I was bedridden, hungry, painful and hungry. I was in pain until the night of the 26th, and suddenly I died laughing. At that time, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching and it rained heavily. I'm still 400 miles away, and I'm going back the next day.
I didn't expect my father to leave so soon at last. In the past, I had a feeling about what happened at home. On the day he came to Xi 'an for physical examination, I got up early in the morning, and my eyes were red and swollen for no reason. When he came in the afternoon, I immediately felt sad. After examination, the cancer had metastasized and my father was sent away half a month later. Every day, my heart is twisted into a ball, but I have been divining for him. Divination is quite auspicious, and I doubt that he will work miracles. So I received a critically ill telegram, thinking that it was my father's intention and wanted to explain many things to me.